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[kinchitchowdhary]

Drifted acuity!

Lost in the chain of thoughts

Falling into the trap again

Helpless, bounded tired becoming voiceless

Lessons learnt are non sensible.

There's no whereabouts of the reason

Definitely this feeling is a season.

Inner tides are always high

Mind is on a psychedelic journey

Delusional, hypothetical, unethical psyche

is a controversy.

You crumble, your world crashing & collapsing

Feeling defeated winning your anxiety.

It's negative, you over think anything to everything, typical turbulence

And then you become apologetical of your presence.

One moment everything seems fine,the other you're anxious, nervous, sweating like a criminal

Getting excited, making plans,suddenly hard hit by procrastination losing it all.

You become indecisive, social gatherings are awkward

Heart racing high,pounding like a frog,

having answer to every question, yet standing muted crawling inward.

It's like you have a lot to say,

significant to put across

But this goddamm bridge is taking lifelong to cross.

Writing without exploring is half pint difficult

but then the experiences you have imagined are only yours True and Cult.

[kinchitchowdhary]

Few days back on September 10th it was ‘World Suicide Prevention Day’ and it got me thinking of my first encounter with this word when a farmer unfortunately committed one (didn’t want to use the word commit but cannot ignore the technicality)

So I decided to bring to light a little bit of awareness about the current situation of the farmers in our country that I can in my capacity. And also because I do not see many people talk about the poor conditions of the Ultimate food providers.

(with a purpose of starting the conversation)

Farmers are the backbone of our survival.

Yet ironically they have always been given a cold shoulder by the government, be it UPA or NDA.

They are getting sucked up by the middlemen politics, Being the lowest marketable sector, they get whatever the substandard they’re offered.

Every budget every year that’s usually built upon sand has had been a devil in details for them.

In farming they don’t even know if the crops they’re cultivating are gonna yield them anything or not and still they do it with utmost honesty and love. (Infact in Agriculture sector the producer does not decide the price of the produce)

And sadly they get hit the hardest by floods, hailstorm, fires, droughts, landslides and what not, with 60% of damages to the crops by floods, 23% by storms, and let’s not forget the Locusts Attacks damaging almost 90% of the produce of some farmers.

What would be worse than the crops and grains getting decayed & putrefied in storage while the farmers are dying as an impecunious and half the population growing malnourished.

From Lack of storage to lack of transport they suffer a lot, As hiked fuel prices is another burning “must be talked about” topic thus also affecting small farmers is more heartbreaking because they either pay the double rate of transport or can’t afford the rate which eventually get them back to square one with an extra burden of loan repayment.

Having made all the above points, my concern here is about how much we care about them and talk about them?

Recently three ordinances have been issued about the Agriculture marketing and selling which is been highly protested by the farmers of Haryana and Punjab.

I don’t know how these ordinances are gonna pan out for them but the brutality and lack of humanity towards them is really very hard to be ignored.

In these ordinances Farmers are been put back against the wall and are cut loose by giving all the powers to the middlemen and by privatisation of the selling of Crops. As by this there will be no MSP( minimum supportive price) for them which gives a back door to more people to exploit and ill influence them.

Please support our farmers,talk about them, encourage local vendors and It’s high time to ask the government to get off their high horses and start giving them due credits.

I being belonging to one of the families of the farmers know the sweat and blood which get into it. And trust me The race against the rain is a real deal in a farmer’s life.

PS: It goes out for every small business too

-kinchit

[kinchitchowdhary]

GUARD DOWN

“Let the guard down and let me be by your side”,

-a promise made with utmost certainty, caring holding tight always protecting her, he made her realise.

But all that shine at night are not just the fire flies.

Healing her, assembling the puzzled broken heart,

Piece by piece, he made her alive.

Was doing fine alone and then having him made her escape the dragons of mind.

Migrating from beaches to mountains

Oceans to skies

Covering pole to pole and northern lights

He was making her to pull off everything she always dreamt about

But nothing is certain even the shadow leaves when it’s a blackout

“Everything is perfect, but why?” - she asked

“Calm down, hold on to me, hold tight” - he said slipping her into his arms,

Then jumping off the cliff “let go” -he shouted

Gasping their breaths, they were at the horizon of the sunset

“Our love is like The Sun, always shining light

and whenever there’s a gloomy day, I’ll make sure you shine bright “

“I love you, please don’t ever leave me” -she whispered.

Smiling at her, hugging her

“I know” - he said

Everything imperfect is perfect, faulty seems fine, when you’re in love and your guards are down.

With a happy voice she suggested:

-“Let’s make a home in woods and stay here together and forever”.

“Relax take a step back, look around

What do you think, how do you think we’ll gonna survive”.

He panicked

“But that’s what we always wanted, our mutual spur of living in woods” -she said being surprised

“Because I read all about you in your diary, and was just wanted to endeavour on you, no feelings were attached”

-he exclaimed

Pieces could take years to be built back, and a single moment could crush them to an ashes sack.

“Why”? -she cried

“Because love isn’t like the Sun,

But it’s like the phases of the moon

and this is our New moon night”

“We should stop it here, I’m leaving you”- he said

Loosing her consciences

Couldn’t believe it,

She looked at him.

Putting her guard down first and then letting her bleed dry, emotions as cold as ice,

He left her side.

Guard down

-Kinchit

[kinchitchowdhary]

BLOWN OUT!

...

Yeah! Whatever

Stupid or Clever

Doesn’t even matter

Why being so Judgemental

When you have your shit all over the metal

Keep your Opinions to yourself

Hold on, and get thyself some help

Take a pause, and look back into past

See, you were also this fast

Bills paid or unpaid

Laundry done or not

Oh! Are you clean or filthy

These were the remarks.

Thank God! Being cleaner then your thoughts

Superimposed upbringings

Underestimated confidence

You can’t even move a stone

You’re incompetent.

Excuse me! Physics have already given it

“To move an object from ‘Rest’ you need an external force”

Just like your kind words, your judging statements are my external force.

Now you sit back and hold on to your Deprecating

Until i make my way and you feel it burning.

Not just to prove or disprove

But to break the Chain

Because there is no gain without Pain.

Still restraining the sack,

And not letting it slack,

Hence not giving it back

I have my ethics in my bag

But don’t push it hard, it’s a red flag

Give me some lessons on how to brag.

But better be prepared

And not be scared.

Don’t ask me my whereabouts

As the attention is in doubt

And when it’s a knockout

You would witness the BLOWN OUT.

-kinchit

[kinchitchowdhary]

Hope Driven?

Driven by a force

Forcefully enough to fall

Falling hard to break

Breaking fast into pieces

Pieces wide spread

Spreading like a cause

Causing the required harm

Harming like its grey

Grey doesn’t define your age

Ageing like a fine wine

Wine that keeps you young

Young is what you’re from heart

Heart is hard to be pleased

Pleasing objectifies the time and efforts

Efforts could be coincidental

Coincidentally buying flowers

Flowers are blooming like a smile

Smiling like it’s shining bright

Bright enough to make you blind

Blindly walking through the night

Nights are flashing with blue lights

Lightning strikes through the dark clouds

Clouds are hiding stars behind

Behind everything is a possibility

Possibilities compelling chances

Chances are destroying faith

Faith restored through apologies

Apologies explaining the honesty

Honesty lies in Humanity

Humanity judging the colour of the skin

Skin of which colour?

Colour defining your creed

Creed dividing it indiscriminately

Indiscrimination is non-existent

Non-existential are the broken hopes

Hopes to be restored again.

Now you decide your driven hope!

-kinchit

[kinchitchowdhary]

“AURORA”

It was our last day in Norway

He was cooking dinner for both of us

And was smiling throughout the process

Perceiving him I said what’s the matter?

Suspiciously he said obviously the dinner!

What it could be that made him conceal the smile I wonder?

It was December and Christmas was around the corner

It was my favourite pasta and his favourite fudge

Dinner was organized and the setting was outside

The breeze was freezing cold and it was midnight.

Table setup was different

The candles were scented

The bonfire was huge and dogs were excited

Bon appétit! We raised our wine glasses

With an eye contact and a smile we started

It was past midnight we were still sitting near the bonfire

He said “look above it’s show time

See these magnificent lights

The phenomena of solar wind in the Earth’s sky

But the sky of your eyes

The light they emit

Has made my heart go on a Whirl

Sun’s Flares at the spheres

Magnetic field being Bipolar

Collisions reactions feelings at a rollercoaster

Bearing witness to this lit up sky

Would you like to be the forever Aurora of my life”

I was awestruck first at him

And then to the Northern Light

Said yes!

And kissed the man of my life.

-kinchit

[kinchitchowdhary]

“FORGETFULNESS”

It is not hiding the truth but hiding the lies, that’s more hurtful.

It is not getting blind but getting “dumb in love”, is what breaks it.

It is not about having lesser time but having lack of communication, that ruins it.

It is not about falling or rising but Cultivating and Flourishing together, is essential to make a bond call love.

It is not about hugging for million times but slapping once, that wounds the feeling.

It is not the spoken Contention but sometimes the unspoken Altercation, that holds all the Power for you.

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It is not when you “get high” but when you’re low, you loose it all.

It always isn’t about What you say? But What signs you get? , You seek for Achieving it.

It is not about being Judged but always Being Judgemental, that condemns the Unimpeachable.

It is not about loosing Hope but loosing Faith first, that puts you off in life.

It is not about backwards or forwards, history or future but get going nevertheless is what’s important to Thrive for life.

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It is not the Title of the Book but the content of it that makes it The Best Seller.

Be it Retro or Modern but being Comfortable is what spells Vogue.

It is not about the Intentions & Opinions but speaking up at the right place and time, that notch’s the Difference.

It is not always about the actions but the Expressions and Purpose with which the efforts have been done, that Reproach a relation.

It is not always about managing the Queensdom but dominating it that makes you the Emperor.

It is not the Sailor of the ship but the Direction of the wind, that sails it through the storm.

It is not about having an easy way out but sticking to your beliefs that makes you a Saint.

-kinchit

[kinchitchowdhary]

Controversial one 👆🏻😅 #myextendedfamily🐶 https://www.instagram.com/p/B2qsS-0Ai46BeYNOCcDuBwIMOSHz4lBlWrHdTE0/?igshid=1q8byepuo7dkf

[kinchitchowdhary]

Something called “The Indian Aesthetics” 🍂 . . . Ps: you know what I mean 🥀 (at Sadabad) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2mP9wkg8DBxK_1ow2tJ5xfqNx_aOZIC4a7Wcc0/?igshid=1973pcu07u1wg

[kinchitchowdhary]

You cannot be Interested and Inconsistent 🌔✨ https://www.instagram.com/p/B2Pct0SAMDXRt5r1ePQf3Sk24L3hcu1298vhOA0/?igshid=x325x8jp4rnu

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Priceless 🌷 . . . #myextendedfamily🐶

[kinchitchowdhary]

Unheard! . . . Ps: i got lucky with Sunsetting today (at Sadabad) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1o9Rz6gmsx0gUrmVKJ7H5mMZ38Qx4Nd6cXMyw0/?igshid=1dsmb8v1t7our

[kinchitchowdhary]

॰LOSING॰

Loss Vs Gain

Loss:

Losing someone makes you loose a part of you, like something has been broken and taken away from your heart. It makes it heavier and helpless. This could leave you alone to grieve and greet. Makes you either vulnerable or valuable, sometimes keep you cut-open bleeding red and sometimes trap you inside blocking black.

Gain:

Losing often also gets us to gaining, sets us free, breaking through barriers keeping hostages inside the heart. Freed us from the negative connect, force us to get up, clean the mess and achieve the height. Losing is not always losing but gaining-of confidence, of courage, of spark, of spirit, of oneself and of consciences of conscious and subconscious mind. Losing can be heartbroken but it also interviews you to your real self.

Losing could also be sporadically harmless, like a halt, a pause to make you avoidable at a situation or from a situation, to make you understand the value of time and timings. To make you believe that there is someone upon you, above you, (or maybe you in your subconscious mind) who knows better. Losing gives you second chance to start all over again, tests your patience and gives you strength to hold on to broken pieces and fix them, make them better then how they were before being broken. Losing could be a long lost wish being fulfilled in a mismatched arrangement, could often led you to originate new advantages with new toughness and diligence.

-kinchit ♥️

[kinchitchowdhary]

“MY BEST FRIEND”

Class-VII C

07/08/2017

Monday 11:27am

(Everyone is quite excited about the next class, asking each other about their homework and the bell rings)

The teacher enters the classroom.

Teacher: Good morning class.

Class: Good morning ma’am (unanimously and loudly, ofcourse with the excitement)

Teacher: okay! You all seem to have done your homework, so now one by one everyone will read out their respective paragraphs that i have given you as your homework day before yesterday.

Class: yes ma’am!

My best friend!

(She started calling out names and the student started reading)

First student: My best friend is Ridhima whom I have known since childhood and she is also my neighbour.........

Second student: My best friend is Rohan and we always play together at my play station and............

Third student: My best friend is Nidhi because she always brings me lunch and help me with my homework........

Fourth student: My best friend

is.......

(And this kept on going for the other students as well with their paragraphs with the name place and hobbies of their best friends)

(With the voices fading in her ears, she started thinking about her paragraph)

.

.

(Nervously waiting for her turn the teacher finally called her name and then in the dilemma of whether to read it or not she started reading)

She:

My best friend is my only friend

Always making me feel secure and calm and comfortable, listens to me and never complains, I talk about all my things, get ideas to solve my problems, shelter me from the loneliness, has always overheard my long night calls and morning crisis, i always get my perfect picture with my best friend

After every fight with my dad i go to my best friend, to cry out loud silently i go to my best friend, before anyone could know its always my best friend, always available is my best friend, with no demands is my best friend, have seen me rejected and dejected but never given up on me is my best friend.

(She was going with the flow , with whatever she had in her mind and then ending it furiously she said..)

She: My best friend is my ‘Bathroom’.!!

(With that everyone looked at her and the bell rang)

**end**

Who’s your best friend?

[kinchitchowdhary]

Ironically sustainability has unemployed the root planters of it♻️ (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0gjQRMgQCm8W2hfzKnuPIugiIU_n9zzPhgVeU0/?igshid=1tq7iogqayvmw

[kinchitchowdhary]

“JOURNEY”

Yes! they said it right a Journey is always about the path it cruise through,

All about the peaks and pits

About success and shame

About fortune and fame

About promotions and perks

About retirement and risks

About times and terms

About proms and proposals

About courage and cuddles

About fairytales and fireworks

About education and eradication

About disbelief and distortion

About harmony and hibernation

About crawling and crossovers

About falling and flyovers

About distance and dollars

About fracking and fractures

About entertainment and emails

About relaxing and reliving

About sewing and scissors

About fishes and flamingos

About grass and grasshoppers

And sometimes (or maybe most of the times) somewhere far away it is also,

About love and religion

About faith and honour

About bounds and favours

About graves and shadows

About power and pressure

About intimacy and errors

About deaths and ladders

About affection and sorrows

About dreams and illusions

About hardlucks and hardwork

But no matter at what page or pace or turn your journey is you should always see it as it’s own driver🖤

-Kinchit

[kinchitchowdhary]

Anxiety

It is not normal but unfortunately it is becoming normal because every 9 out of 10 people are having anxiety with only 2 of them addressing it as a problem and this is the worse we are heading towards.

Anxiety is not something people should address and call ‘normal’, or “just another feeling”, Because yes! It might be difficult for some people to recognize it as an issue but that does not make it normal.

It is an unwelcomed guest that can stay for as long as forever, so we should always remember;

“Anxiety is a noun which should never become a verb”

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•Being violently volatile towards everything coming your way is you pushing yourself towards anxiety.

•Escaping situations , avoiding conversations, excusing people is sometimes you to the other side saying hello to anxiety

•That feeling of constant pressure in your energy for every element around your environment is you knocking your ass off at the door of anxiety.

•Developing new phobias with a lack of self worth and unconscious mind is you taking the staircase to anxiety.

•Being suicidal with an insight of jumping off the cliff or maybe having an overdose, is your everyday nightmare named anxiety.

•Avoiding humans , getting unavailable, knowingly blind trusting, impractical decision making, bipolar disorder or just for the sake of it not even labeling it is you with your darkest, deepest, dullest feeling that trust me is the sharpest edge of anxiety.

•Over-exaggerated thoughts, voices in the head, body being numb, smile being fake, tumbling at it’s peak is you with all your leaps to anxiety.

•Pacing to the strong pull of negativity and depression is you giving up to anxiety.

•Inventing new head for the hills to reality is you living an unlit ending – anxiety.

•It is never on the surface and is always deep down , a missed bullet to depression is anxiety.

-kinchit ♥️